[color=darkgray][center][IMG]https://i.imgur.com/KcJygoU.png[/IMG][/center][hr][B][COLOR=GOLD]Location:[/color][/b] The Strategy Room!
[b][color=gold]Interactions:[/color][/b] Lys [@Force and Fury], Akaia [@Exit], Ajax , 
[b][color=gold]Mentions:[/color][/b] Vincent [@Daxam], Dallas [@pantothenic], Poppy [@dreamingflowers], Indigo [@khosmik][hr]

Erik’s smile faded from his expression as he watched both Vincent and Akaia bolt out of the room, and just when he was going to explain why he drew the former the way he did. He couldn’t judge either of them as that’s precisely how he’d want people to react to something like that, even if he didn’t. Instead, he remained in the strategy room, contemplating whether he’d just let those who sprung into action handle it or discover what was really going on.

[color=gold]“I guess that’s that for the briefing.”[/color] Erik's eyes peered up curiously toward the source of the blaring alarm. [color=gold][i]Why did an intruder choose to arrive before the briefing was really finished. I was only taking questions, but still…[/i][/color] With his grin returning to grace his face, he shrugged and started out the door of the strategy room. 

He calmly strolled down the corridor while rolling a gold construct resembling a flaming marble between his thumb and index finger. The loud bang he heard followed by Vincent’s complaint tickled him enough to get a chuckle out of him. The same could not be said for the sound of shattering glass. The construct dispelled in Erik's hand as he broke into a sprint down the hall.

[color=gold]“Making an old man run.”[/color] He muttered as he passed Dallas and the mess made by Poppy. [color=gold]“Keep up the good work Dallas!”.[/color] He shouted as he raced on but also grimaced as he imagined how pissed off Poppy might be. Reaching the door, Erik arrived just in time to watch Akaia shut it. He could have sworn he caught a glimpse of a tall figure of a stranger outside, but Akaia shut the door too soon. Judging by her reaction, Erik concluded two things; there wasn’t an emergency, and Akaia was disappointed the intruder wasn’t a certain someone. Switching priorities, he stopped in front of the disappointed sidhe. He figured he was too late to save Vincent from the wrathful one anyway. 

[color=gold]“Who’s out there. Kaia?”[/color] Erik asked, but he was more so curious than concerned. Even if the person out there was a danger, he was sure the wild Vincent and the pissed-off Poppy were enough to handle it. [color=gold]“And what are you growing in the pot? A brand new staff?”[/color] Erik leaned toward the pot to take a closer look. [color=gold]“Hm, or something else?”[/color] 
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